After The Masterpiece ©

Sunlight steals the darkness,
bathes demented dust floors
in a sleepless passion.
Heavy linseed vapour
soaks the air with desire
and hangs in the stillness.

Headless tubes lie scattered,
bleed expression, and twist
in perpetual agony.
Above bristle heads weep
and weave coloured threads
of kaleidoscopic waste.

Their emotions, discarded
like cobwebbed tapestries
settle silently on vinyl tiles.
Images now stillborn,
obscene in their frankness
drown in hungry canvas.

Frenetic yesterdays,
the aftermath of all genius
rests in the stillness.